Days of Love and Blood

You’ll always be in my heart, Ritchie. And I’ll always be in love with you.” I wiped away the tears from my face and looked up when the light grew around me. The sun was peeking through the clouds and warming my cheeks.
    “I’m naming him Ritchie,” I whispered.

    The End.

Acknowledgements
    First and foremost, I want and need to thank my family and friends for putting up with me and supporting me when I fall under a creative spell. Many months go by when I stay hidden away inside my bedroom, pounding away at the keys, only to emerge bedraggled, slightly dazed, and drunk with triumph when a project is finally complete. This can only be done with the best support system and a lot of love. Thank you Joshua, Joshua Jr. and Adina.

    An immeasurable amount of affectionate gratitude goes to my muse; a man with enormous talent and many names, a few of which are: Norman Reedus, Daryl Dixon and Murphy McManus. And to my beta readers, who instilled a level of confidence inside my soul with words of encouragement and love which I never thought possible. Thank you to Winifred, Kaitlyn Hannah and Kayla Huizar. My endless gratitude can never be fully expressed within the context of simple words.

    Most importantly, I give my most sincerest and heartfelt thanks to Tawni “Eagle Eyes” Sosnowski - an adept editor, an artist, a fellow Reedus fan, a lover of fantasy and the macabre, a keeper of keen eyes, a crossbow-wielding huntress, a reader, a wondrous author, a magnificent playwright, and most recently, my friend. Without her constant and unwavering support, this novel just wouldn’t be the same.